As the voice fell, for a moment, the first light that broke through the night became clearer.

The night is a little bit, and it is in the middle of the moon. The road under the night is also in the bright moon.

The road illuminated by the moonlight is the road that can be passed.

This reply did not come from the sword cultivator who was roaring but could not pronounce it at the moment.

It's not Aoki who is still focusing on the sword cultivator.

It's not a girl with her head stretched out and blinking her eyes trying to find out what's going on in the temple.

Naturally, it won't be the unsane puppet.

There was the sound of footsteps again, stepping on the fallen leaves. It's just very heavy, as if there is an incomparably heavy mountain pressing it. It walked very slowly.

It's just that there is no bright moon here. In the light, the morning sun has come out. At the end of the day in the west, there was still some nightfall. The green trees in all directions are reflected, adding a bit of seclusion.

A white robe walked slowly.

When the demonic clone heard the heavy footsteps, he immediately turned around.

When he saw the white-clothed figure, the pupils of his eyes were also locked violently.

It was a man.

There are few people in the world like that man, the moon and stars, and the red thousand autumns can't suppress his handsome and handsome appearance.

In his body, there is always an endless softness of affection, like the continuous drizzle in the spring of March, moistening his heart silently.

Without saying a word, no one understood what was going on in his heart and what emotions he was depositing.

Including the young man in a black robe with an evil aura. Although the years of getting along have been inexplicable. Still unable to get to the bottom of his heart.

The man in white approached, and finally came within three steps of the man in black.

The two looked at each other without saying anything.

The two of them seem to have been friends for many years, but they are like strangers.

There was no sound around. In the ears of the demonic clone, not to mention the screams and wails of the sword cultivator, even the light fluttering of the fallen leaves and the sound of the wind could not be heard clearly.

It's just that the demonic clone's heart at the moment is not calm after all.

The beating of the heart is like a drum.

Because he recognized the man in white.

"...... in the Bright Moon"

After a long time, the black-robed man finally spoke.

As the opening took place, the sky seemed to grow colder, and layers of ice covered the air.

It was as if a layer of ice mirror reflected the faces of the two of them.

"Yes, in the moon. The man in white spoke again.

"Hehe, it's a bright moon. The black-robed man smiled, but the coldness in his tone was obvious.

The man in white shook his head, stretched out his hand and waved it lightly in all directions.

It is the young willow that rises from the ground and the new flowers bloom.

On the slightly blooming leaves, a drop of dew gently slips down, which is crystal clear, making it look more vigorous and fresh.

Beneath the color of that plant, the leaves are green. It's like a cloud that drags up a round of red sun, high sun and clouds.

It's just a willow, a flower. But it seems to contain all the spring colors in the world, and collects all the beautiful scenery in the world.

Facing this full scene, the black-robed man sneered again and asked, "How far is the road, closer to the new color?"

This sound fell on the ears of the man in white, and suddenly his eyes darkened.

The young willows are scattered, and the safflowers are lost. It's still autumn again, and it's lonely again.

He has always been close to the city, but at this moment, he obviously showed a bad mood.

There seemed to be a rustling sound in his heart, as if there were countless insects dense and anxious in his heart.

Over and over again.

"I thought that in this world, even if no one understands me, you will understand me. ”

The black-robed man laughed again, tilted his head slightly and said, "You are wrong, I originally thought that in this world, you and I know each other best." ”

"Although I am a demon, I don't know what it is. But they know this kindness very well. ”

"You are the most gracious person among us, so I thought I knew you and you knew me best. ”

"It's just that it's all my mistake. I never knew you. In the end, crossing the water is not water, and looking at flowers is not flowers. but the ugliness that is hidden in the shadows. ”

The man in white smiled, his expression gloomy and sad.

"It's not about how far the road is, it's closer to the new color. ”

The man in white used his eyes to hide the sadness in his heart. He spoke again: "I waited under the bright moon to stand so high and see so far. ”

"Then why did you leave this bright moon?" the black-robed man spoke, and there was a scolding in his tone.

"Under the bright moon, although I have seen all the scenery of this world. But I am the shadow of the moon after all. In the end, it will not come out of the light. ”

"I don't want to be this shadow for the rest of my life. Want to be... The sun that can compete with the bright moon. ”

"Huh. ”

The black-robed man smiled again, and his tone was compelling: "Mingyue and Lieyang are strangers after all, and they can't meet each other. Do you really want that?"

The man in white nodded and sighed softly.

Life is like this, sometimes you choose another path. Then the people who have gotten along with each other will be like a stack of gradient colored paper, and it will be difficult to regain the original bright and pleasant color.

After today, he is truly stranger to those people. Perhaps, there will be a fight.

"I never saw through you. ”

"You can come with me, Wang Wuxin has promised to follow me. ”

The black-robed man sneered again, the finger hidden in his palm had already pinched into the flesh, and blood was flowing.

"Hope without heart is ultimately without heart. He followed you, and I was not surprised in any way. It's just that the people of the world call me the Demon Lord. However, I am also a demon of kindness. Shall they be in fornication with you, and turn their backs on the Lord?"

"Even if the heavens fight, the one is defeated. I'm going to follow with you. Live and die together!"

"This is destined fate, even if I die, I believe that I will still follow her in the next life. No matter how many times you are wrong, you will eventually meet. ”

The man in white shook his head and said, "I respect your choice, but there is one thing you said wrong. It is precisely because he has no heart and no heart that he longs to have a heart. That's why he agreed to follow me. ”

"Hehe, he's just a puppet, a dead man, how can he have a heart?"

"The way without a heart is still a heart in the end. Only by leaving, no longer under the bright moon, can it be possible to obtain that heart. And I am the same, and I will become the chakra of yang in the clear sky. ”

"I left with Wuxin, and that one did not stop her, which means that she is also willing to wait for me to leave her guardianship. You'd better go with me. ”

The black-robed man just stood upright, unmoved. It wasn't until the person on the other side finally knew that he wouldn't agree to leave, so he turned and left.

Just as the man in white turned around, a soft voice spoke with a sword sound.

"Before you leave, I'm going to fight you. Because I know that if I don't defeat you today, there will be no possibility in the future. ”

When the words fell, it was all dark and dark. There was only the rustle of the wind blowing the withered willows, and the slaughter from the sword qi.